Sunday, November 30, 2008

yet another day

this post is done by lindsay ( dd of the blog owner) and sashia( r.o.d.c)

so this is how it starts. Sashia was being a taxi service for every one and there mom that day. I was dragged along. we took rere(her step mom) to work then took rachel to school then took sashia's dad to work... and you know me of coarse( well kinda) i love taking pictures so i decided that we needed a picture or two.... so here they are.

here is the first one.

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we had to take another cus in the 1st one she was not looking.

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p.s my mom will be back tomorrow so every one will be back on schedule and that means no more random crazy blogs from me and sashia

Saturday, November 29, 2008

MI friend sashia

mi mom is not able to come to a computer right now, cus she is stuck in the boon docks of NO WERE( red bluff) hahahahaha haha...
so i m being told to post something to keep up with her challenge ( witch is post a blog thingy everyday of this month ) so here it goes!

My friend sashia lives around the block from me.. we always kickin it old skool style YA DIG?
We always have something to do even if its nothing. ya feel me( gheto talk)..
so one time we were down town( same day we got re-ended ) and we saw this thing you putt ur face in and we decided to take a picture... so hear it is... ENJOY!!!!!

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(left:sashia, right: lindsay)

i bet mi momy will be so happy with the lease its something ya dig?

love ya mom( so does sashia)

Friday, November 28, 2008

and the winner is...

...Going to be announced after i have normal internet access...

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

A few things I'm thankful for today:

My family
My friends
A good job
My own home
A dependable vehicle (seriously....I'll have to blog about some of my previous cars)

May your family be healthy and your turkey cooked to perfection.


Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Pet Peeve: Christmas Decorations TOO EARLY

Poor Thanksgiving. It's so neglected anymore. Even ON THE DAY Macy's parade is Christmas themed. What is that all about? Why can't we just give the pilgrims and Indians their day? I guess it's the kids?


I'm sure AT&T is involved. Somehow. I just haven't figured it out yet.

Is it too much to ask that Christmas lights NOT be put up until the day AFTER Thanksgiving? Or if you are going to put them up, maybe they should be brown, orange and tan. And the pumpkins still have some life. Leaves haven't even finished falling from the trees.

I wonder if people just don't like Thanksgiving and want to rush right passed it. There are no gifts involved with it....and quite frankly if they have to spend time with people they don't like and don't get a gift for it what's the point?

I'll tell you what the point is. Turkey. Dressing. Cranberry Sauce. And GREEN BEAN CASSEROLE! YUMMY! And oh yeah...there's the being THANKFUL part of the whole day. Is nobody thankful for anything? Okay, I'm generalizing. Not EVERYONE speeds past Thanksgiving at the speed of light. But a lot do.

AT&T probably does. Nobody buys a cell phone for Thanksgiving. They buy them for Christmas presents.

All I know is that Thanksgiving is a pretty big deal in our family. It always has been. We usually (read: always) eat too much, lay around for awhile,then have some family fun night. Then we eat some dessert, lay around for awhile, then watch a little TV. Then we make ourselves another little light snack (read: whole plate of leftovers) and lay around some more. Then off to bed tossing and turning for 2 hours because we ate entirely too much.

But you have enough calories in you to sustain an entire day of Black Friday shopping....beginning at 5:00 a.m.

THAT'S when Christmas begins, people.


This post officially created for your reading enjoyment by the writing team of Cheri Pryor and Linda Houchins. We are double the funny.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

It's been a challenge for today's post...

But here I sit. With my bff. In her office. At 7:30 p.m. because Starbucks sucks. I'm not going in to all the details about what it took to NOT get hooked up to the internet there, but let's just say that AT&T was involved.

Can you even believe it? They are still after me. They are like a bad virus that just keeps coming back. I wonder if they make a cream for it.

I bought my gift card (for my 100th post giveaway) and was told I would get 1 hour of internet free for purchasing it. Okay. After 20 minutes of trying to get ON the internet with my newly purchased gift card's secret laptop died and I went home.

Dedication to a blog is tough stuff, people.

Linda thinks she should get the card since she is the one who rescued the blog. Well, she actually rescued the blogger. But I did buy her a soda on the way here, so maybe that will be okay.

So that's it for today. Pretty dull. Sorry. It can't be gut busting laughter every day, people.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Chicken...chicken...get cho' chicken here!

Welcome to my guest daughter. Please note that her entire writing capacity is in the form of text messages. So have fun with this!!!

wacha doin? how ya doin?

this is Cheri's favorite dd, in the whole wide world.

see what had happened was, me n mi home girls( rere and boo-gee) we were out shopping for rere's moms bday. Rere had brought up she wanted to live life like da tv show " friends". thass wat rlly happend. She had asked me , "If we were to live like joey and chandler would we have races with our duck and chicken too?" I looked at her as if she was joking. Come to find out she was not joking. She wanted a chicken. ( actually she wanted a penguin but they didn't sell them there.) After getting a hello kitty ice pack, tiki torches , 3 bags of lime a beans (candy), a kitchen set of cloths, AND tooth paste at the 99 cent store, we got on the light rail 2g2 the fish store....2 see about getting some chickens.

yes. u got that right. we're buying $1.38 chickens... or 2 for $2....

"ur Filipino. ur gunna end up eating them thangs anyways." boo-gee says while grubbin on some burger. she was heka hungry.

i began to laugh. next thing i know im getting hit with tiki torches and some ice pack in my head by rere. In the mean time boo-gee is half way down the street. she rlly booked it though.

but in the end....


we decided not to race them... and they didn't get eaten... then Halloween came...



"what? why did you cross the road? u was hungry?"

This one's named Lindsay. Ain't she cute? She dnt look hungry, she dnt.

I dnt send greeting cards...them things r stupid. I take pictures to express how i feel towards mi bffffffffffff. I have normal pets in mi house hold...which i put in my pictures and send as a multi media msg....


rere on the other hand, she dnt got normal pets. she ain't normal. she's crazy. This is wat i got in return


i bet your bfffff ain't got no chickens. gotta love mi r-o-d-c ( ride or die chick)


The opinions expressed in this post are solely of the guest blogger and not the opinion or writing style or grammar style or ghetto-talk style of the owner of the blog. Management would also like to acknowledge that this 16. yr. old child doesn't actually talk the way this is written. Except when she is being stupid with Rhea (aka rere). Management is not sure WHERE this stupidity comes from. Any views should therefore be taken up with the guest blogger.

Thank you,


Sunday, November 23, 2008

What are you listenng to?

I'm in the process of updating my playlists on my tell me, what are you listening to currently?

A fellow blogger that I stalk on a regular basis, Gina, has one of the best playlists of any blog I visit. And I visit a lot of blogs, people. lol! Every time I go to her blog, I pop out her playlist so I can just listen to it while I'm doing whatever else I'm doing while on-line.

One of my favorite songs currently is by Adele....Chasing Pavements.

The video is a little strange, but I just love this gal's voice. I love her version of "To Make You Feel My Love". I think I will be adding her CD to my Christmas List. Her voice reminds me a little of the "clean" Amy Winehouse. My only hope is that Adele doesn't become the train-wreck of Amy Winehouse phenomena. Ugh! What a waste.

So....what are you listening to?

Saturday, November 22, 2008

MY 100th POST!!

Glorious, isn't it? Who knew I could babble on and on and on about nothing for 100 posts? Well, probably just about anyone that reads this. I talk a lot, people. Chitter-chatter.

So to celebrate this auspicious occasion, I'm giving away another $20 Starbucks Gift Certificate!! It's yours for the taking. All you have to do is leave me a comment and tell me what Insignificant Ramble Post is your favorite.

"Ugh! That's gonna require some work!"

Get over. You want the Gift Certificate or not? Becky is not eligible....and Cassandra is only allowed to leave ONE comment for her entry. Actually, everyone is only allowed one entry. So post as many times as you like. But your name only goes in once. Leave your comment by 6:00 p.m. Pacific on Wednesday the 26th.

I'll have one of my sons do the honors this time. Good Luck!!

Friday, November 21, 2008



She probably won't even see this. She is, no doubt, out running a marathon. Or training to run a marathon. Or cheering someone on who is running a marathon. Or talking about a marathon. Or recovering from a marathon.

Anyone care to take a guess what Karen's favorite hobby is?

I don't run. So I cannot share in this great joy of Karen's. But I love her just the same. She doesn't love the Wizard of Oz in the crazy, psychotic, almost-unhealthy way I do, but she still loves ME.

That's what friendship is all about. Looking past the psychotic tendencies of the other and loving them more IN SPITE of them.

Happy Birthday, Karen!! Congratulations on always being younger than me no matter how many birthdays you have.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

This is what happens when there is a camera around

and my daughter and I are involved. It starts out innocently enough with my daughter being an idiot taking a self-portrait.


Then I decide that something better needs to be going on in the background.


And it continues to evolve. Synchronized your heart out!


And then I approach to get more involved


Then we add a dog to the mix. This is Karen's dog, Ginger.

us again, summer 08

Lindsay, Cheri & Ginger summer 08

From the look on Ginger's face I don't think she is amused. You gotta wonder what she is thinking. Or maybe you don't wonder. Maybe Ginger is thinking the same thing you are....

"Who ARE these idiots?"

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

I had lunch today

Well, I have lunch EVERY day. But today I had lunch with Clare. I've mentioned her before. At least a dozen times. She was the bride of Frankenstein for Halloween, remember? Anyway, she hadn't seen Troy for quite some time so I hauled his butt with me. It wasn't hard to convince him. We were having Chinese. Chinese food is like crack for Troy. Only better for him.

While we are sitting there waiting for our food he tells us a tale of unbelievable proportions. It's a locker room story. He's been going to the gym for about 2 months now for additional workouts per his physical therapist. Plus they have a pool and it makes it MUCH easier to do some of the things he needs to because of his back.

But that's not the story.

So he tells us about these two doctors who are there this morning talking about working all four days of the Thanksgiving holiday. I'm not sure if they were going to be on-call for the hospital or if they actually had to work in an office or what. Troy didn't ask. Troy did voice his sympathy to them at not getting a day off when he couldn't really see someone making an office appointment on that particular holiday weekend. I'm not sure I agree that they need sympathy....but I did raise the question of being on-call for the hospital. But I also think that they will probably be paid handsomely for hanging around all weekend. So boo-hoo. Whatever.

But that's not the story either.

The story is that one of the doctors, who weighed a good extra amount OVER what Troy weighs, was just waltzing around the locker room butt nekkid....and feeling absolutely no shame or embarrassment even given the fact he had just exited the shower. Apparently a cold shower.

**insert chirping crickets**

Clare and I looked first at each other, then at Troy. He said, "What?" like he seriously did not know how odd it sounded that he NOTICED the man had taken a cold shower. He stammered around defending himself saying that the guy was just so comfortable in his own body and it was just "out there" waltzing around nekkid and that he couldn't help BUT notice.


I will say the story itself had Clare and I just about rolling around on the floor in fits of laughter as he continued telling his tale. Troy was much more...ummm...descriptive of the whole scene than I have been here. Imagine. If you want. Apparently the guy was walking around talking and decided to STOP right in front of Troy as he was trying to pack his bag up and leave. It was just THERE, so to speak.

In an effort to regain his manliness, he told Clare that she should just go back to work without a bra so that the food she spilled all over herself wouldn't be as noticeable. "I wouldn't notice the food if you did that."

He doesn't get out much.

***An additional note before closing up shop today... Clare saw a couple of co-workers when we first sat down. One of them actually recognized me from this blog (Clare had sent her a link to the birthday greeting I had posted). I've never met her before. Her name is Monica. So this is a shout out to Monica!!

I guess the next step is bodyguards and paparazzi. Yeah. I'm that famous.

**more chirping crickets**

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Last year at Thanksgiving...

I was trying to get a picture of all my children with my mom. As the kids get older, having jobs and different school schedules, it gets harder and harder for all of us to actually BE together for a holiday.

And so it began. The quest for the perfect portrait. I figured it would be a simple task.


A simple task....


You know, simple....



Why is this so hard for you people to just smile nice all at the same time?



Who are you people, exactly?



Alright. This is getting seriously old. I only have so much space on my memory card.



I'm really done. I may have to cry. Yes, that's right. Cry. I just wanted one nice picture. Just one. Not 10 stupid ones. One NICE ONE.


Thank you! Good Grief. Why does a mother have to resort to tears?

Miracle of all miracles....we will all be together for Thanksgiving again. I'm really looking forward to this year's photo session.


Monday, November 17, 2008

Do you balance your checkbook?

And I mean in the old-school balance your checkbook sort of way. With a calculator. And your checkbook registry. And your bank statement that gets mailed to you. Assuming you have a bank statement that is mailed to you. I guess I'm also assuming that you actually still write checks.

In the world of on-line banking and Quicken and "insert-your-finance-program-here", who needs a calculator and checkbook registry? Heck, who even needs checks anymore? Seriously. When was the last time you wrote a check and then PROMPTLY wrote in down in your checkbook registry?

I don't even recall the last time I balanced my "checkbook". I log in to my on-line bank account nearly every day. I always know how much money I have (or don't have) within $15.00. Why the $15.00? Because my dh has an ATM card that he feels the need to perform a"check balance" with every other day to the tune of $1.00 per inquiry. I never know about them until I check on-line. Those charges are usually followed up with an ATM withdrawal AND a fee for the withdrawal. So once I add up all the stupid little fees from ATM charges, it usually ends up at about $15.00 that I didn't know about until I logged in.

And for the record, the last check I wrote was for a county water bill that DOESN'T have a bill-pay system on line anywhere and that also DOESN'T take credit card payments. How archaic. California American Water really needs to step it up.

I wonder if in the future I will think of checks like I currently think of 8-track tape players. I know about them. I used to use them. I liked them at the time but something better has replaced it.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

So I have this sister....

and she is an idiot, too.


I don't have a list of 72,438 inside jokes with her like I do with my brother, the other idiot sibling. I'm not sure why. More than likely because she is 7 years older than me and didn't have time for such silliness when we were growing up. She was too busy trying to keep me from wearing her clothes and loaning her music out to my friends....neither of them ever to be seen by her again.

I was such an annoying little sister. And I know it. Now....because I have a daughter that takes my things never to be seen by me again. Karma. Ain't it grand.

But this photo is just one of a few handfuls of inside jokes I have with her. She's biting her upper lip. And I hate to admit it to the world but she is actually making fun of someone. This look of hers has been around sooooo long that I can't even remember *who* she is making fun of anymore.

And she won't remember, either. Because she's turning 50 today!


Saturday, November 15, 2008

Family Fun Night

Do you have one? Other families probably call it something more, say, Family GAME Night. I grew up playing board games and cards at the dining room table. It used to simply be called out as "wanna play a game?".....but there's a story behind why we changed it to Family FUN Night.

There's always a story.

One night a few years ago I was visiting my mom's house with the kids. Everyone was sitting around kind of bored while I was busy doing something. I do not recall now what the "something" was but I'm sure it was of utmost importance and required all of my attention. But I announced shortly before I was done doing my important thing that we would have "Family Fun Night!!" as soon as I was finished. I was being a dork calling it that. But I'm like that. I got everyone's hopes up, including my brother. They kept asking when I would be done and when we would start Family Fun Night. My daughter got a few games out of the back room. My sons were even looking forward to playing a few games.

Family Fun Night never materialized. I got too tired doing my important thing and kept yawning and finally just went to bed.


And of course with my brother involved I would never live down the "fun" of Family Fun Night. It's name would forever be changed and I would be dogged and teased about it for the rest of my life. Yes, I'm serious. My brother is like that. You just don't live things down with him. But my children never forgot it, either. And anybody having anything to do with our family has heard of family fun night.

We DO play games! Honest. I was just tired that night. This picture is proof and was taken during a riveting evening of "Sorry"....which we aptly named "SCREW YOU" because nobody is ever *really* sorry they put someone back to the start. Right? Right. It was Family Fun Night. And we were having fun.


So much fun, in fact, that my bff, me and my dd decided to mimic the picture on the back of the SORRY game box.

Because we are dorks like that. And it was fun. And we were tired. And when you are tired EVERYTHING is funny.

Friday, November 14, 2008

One of my favorite websites....

to visit is Growabrain. I love this site because it updates regularly, has a HUGE depository of old posts and links and is just this endless supply of entertainment for me when I'm working a night shift....when 2:00 a.m. comes and I hit my wall. It gets me through a rough spot until I get my second wind. It just has a LOT OF STUFF, people. A lot of stuff.

And today there is this:

The amazing photographs that show the world's most famous landmarks replaced by cheap souvenirs

This is the kind of internet entertainment that causes me great joy. It's pointless, really. But it's very cool. And it makes me want to go to San Francisco.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Public Restroom Etiquette

I mentioned yesterday about using my cell phone while sitting in the stall. I don't do that. Well, unless I'm at home and talking to my mom/sister/daughter/sons/brother/friend and I'm in my OWN bathroom. And that is rare. Most of the time they don't even know it because I won't flush. My brother always knows it because it is the *reason* I call him.

Don't ask.

So what do you think is good public restroom etiquette? I don't think people should answer their cell phones, personally. I don't want to be sitting in the stall next to you while you talk to your husband about picking up the kids or what's for dinner. And I really don't want to listen to teenagers yak to their friends about what EXACTLY they are doing at that EXACT moment. Ew. Okay. I know I do it with my brother. That's different...and it's not PUBLIC.

I'm all about double standards, people. Get over it.

And while we are on this topic, do you ever look down in to the next stall at the person's shoes? I'm always afraid someone is going to do that to me and then spot me *outside* the restroom and make a strange face my way. Especially if I'm having a lactose interolerant moment. And since you know I choose the middle stalls there is always the chance TWO people are looking at my shoes. And they probably both have cell phones. And they are probably texting each other about my lactose intolerance. If I hear giggles at the same time I'm staying in there until the place is near quittin' time.

So tell me. What public restroom etiquette rules would you like to see put in place or enforced? Don't be shy. Leave me a comment!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Human Nature....or Freak of Nature?

I noticed recently this strange habit I have developed in public restrooms. Don't even ask why I noticed it. Just random ponderings while sitting there looking at the stall door, I guess. Nothing else to do. Maybe sing. Or answer my cell phone like some. Or not. But that's another post.

As I enter the restroom, if I have a choice of 3 or more stalls to enter I will NEVER choose the first one and I will NEVER choose the last one. Always one that's in the middle. Why. Why? Hmmm....this is the conclusion I came to during one of my recent visits.

The first stall is probably the one women choose when they are in a hurry. No time to meander a little further down. They've waited too long and if they take even one more step towards the next stall there is gonna be an accident. And if you've waited that long, maybe there will *be* an accident even if you do choose the first stall. So I'm NOT choosing that one.

The last stall is for women who want some sort of privacy in the public restroom. I know. What kind of privacy can that even be? I could go in to detail about reasons for bathroom privacy and that would explain exactly why I won't go in the last one. But instead I'll just say that some women don't always make sure to flush EVERYTHING down before they exit the stall. Ew. Gross. No last stall for me.

So the middle it is. They are safe. They are unexpected. They are the stalls least likely to be thought of first. Poor middle stalls. They are lonely. They need me. And I need them. It's a perfect marriage.

Yeah. I know. FREAK of nature.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

The cutest bug EVER

I'm a little behind in sharing my Halloween photos, but it's that home internet thing. It's that SBC/AT&T thing. I'm not going there.

Olivia was a Butterfly for Halloween...the cutest butterfly EVER if I do say so myself!



And I do believe her Daddy thinks so, too. Her Daddy, by the way, is *slightly* wrapped around the tiniest butterfly finger EVER. Wouldn't you agree?


And the rest of the clan? Well, not as cute. But equally as fun and adorable!

Karen (Mom to Olivia, who is also wrapped tightly by that cute little pink finger) was a gypsy. But not just *any* gypsy. She was Stevie Nicks. I couldn't guess without MANY hints. This was a bad friend moment. Kind of like her not guessing if I was dressed as Glenda the Good Witch.


And Clare was the Bride of Frankenstein. The bride's hair was high maintenance that night requiring several re-dos of the barrett....and by the time we got done trick-or-treating the hair was long and flowing and ready for the honeymoon.


And me? I was nowhere to be seen.....but here we are as a group.


(Get it? Me? Nowhere to be seen? I kill me.)

Hope all of your Halloween's were as spectacular as our own. I do hope it was at least more spectacular than my poor husband who was home sick.

Monday, November 10, 2008


(drumroll please while Lindsay does the honors......)






CONGRATULATIONS, BECKY!! I'm pretty sure you know how to get a hold of me to send me a current address. lol!! The Starbucks card is all yours!! WOOT-WOOT!!

So I have this brother....

And he is an idiot.

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We have the same genes, after all, so that should not come as a shock to anybody. Life with my brother was always....ummm...interesting. One strange and stupid event after another led to a list of inside jokes 732 miles long. Not just a mile. 732 miles. I'm not kidding.

Some of the inside jokes would not be suited for this blog. Others? Well, probably not them either. And the rest of them nobody would even understand anyway so what would be the point of even mentioning them?

Because today is his birthday!

So in honor of my brother, Steven, and in hopes he will see this, here is a short list of things nobody will understand. Except Linda, my bff.

  • Tah-Bah-Oohh
  • Does your butt tickle?
  • You look like a "T"
  • You look like Fwed Fwinstone
  • It's A Hit! It's A Hit!
  • BBSP
  • fart!
  • Take a chance on me...take a chance on me....take a chance on meee...take a chance on me.
  • So yummy. So yummy in my tummy with a little piece of poo poo in it.
  • You can take THAT and sew a button on it.
  • Nature shirt
  • It almost hit me
  • I need to poop (20 seconds after starting a rousing game of catch in the backyard)
  • It's Randy Davis!!
  • Click Click Click Click Click-ity Click Click
  • Is that on the list?

I'm still younger than you.....

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Sunday....Day 9

This post is going to be lame. I admit it openly and freely. I am having internet connection problems at home and SBC/AT&T (remember them?) hasn't been very forthcoming in helping me solve this problem. I keep telling them I need a new modem since the one I currently have is approximately 8 years old. I have upgraded my computer twice in that time AND have a wireless router connected to it AND upgraded last year to a "better, faster DSL speed". Yeah. Okay. And what good is that, exactly, when my modem is 8 years old? In the technology world it might as well be from 1980 and the size of my bedroom. That's how useful it is.


I will announce the Starbucks winner tomorrow. I have pictures. They are on my laptop...but I may have to hit Starbucks for their wireless connection to do it.

And anyway, today is Sunday. It's the day of rest. Even people who ramble insignificantly need to rest. I prayed at church this morning for my internet connection to be working when I got home. It didn't work. I guess God really meant it with the whole "rest" thing.

Here's hoping for better blogging tomorrow!

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Famous Death? Who?

In my search of things to ramble about from my looney bin, I came across this person in the "famous deaths" section of I love to look up all kinds of random facts about what happened and who was born on my birthday. I was searching on November 8. Not anybody's birthday in particular, but a day I needed an insignificant post.

Bernhard Zondek, a German/Israeli ob/gyn, died on November 8, 1966.

Famous deaths....yet I have never heard of this person in my life, even though I, myself, have visited many an ob/gyn. We won't discuss any of that.

Off to Google, my verybestinternetfriend EVER.

According to Wikpedia: Bernhard Zondek (1891-1966) was a reproductive endocrinologist who developed the first reliable pregnancy test in 1928.

So for all of you EPT, First Response, and Clearblue fans....this insignificant rambling was just for you!

Friday, November 7, 2008


going to be announced on Monday. Ugh! I know, I know! I'm having internet problems at I need to put all the names in a hat and have my daughter draw one...take a picture...and post all of it.

Rest assured, the winner will know their identity by Monday and can get in line soon thereafter for their Venti decaf non-fat triple pump white mocha with whipped cream.

And 18 comments!! WE HAVE A NEW RECORD, PEOPLE!!!

Have a great weekend!


This is a Public Service Announcement.

If you are an individual who is responsible for contacting customers, consumers or patients to set up appointments or gather information....THIS IS FOR YOU.

When you call the previously mentioned customer, consumer or PATIENT and the need arises to leave a message on their answering machine or voice mail, please speak slowly and clearly. This is most important on the part of the message where you are leaving a return TELEPHONE NUMBER. If it becomes necessary for the said customer, consumer or PATIENT to replay your message 8 (yes, that's EIGHT) times to get the entire number written down, you have failed in your responsibility.

This is an example of an unacceptable message to leave:

"This message is for Troy. This is BenI'mspekainglkjldotoptootnfast from Dr.Wangidewhathisname to set up an appointment for your spine consultation. Please return my call at 923778. Thank you."

As you can clearly see from this example, your PATIENT will not be able to speak to the correct person or set up the appointment with the correct doctor. Why? Well, not only are the names impossible to make out, but also because the phone number was rattled off so fast he could only understand CLEARLY 6 of the 7 required numbers to call.

So please slow down, speak clearly and make sure you can be understood.

Your customers, consumers and PATIENTS everywhere thank you.

Thursday, November 6, 2008


I seriously cannot stop laughing at this video. Who knew?

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Looking for comments in all the wrong places.....

Are you an Urban Cowboy fan? Or are you even old enough to remember that movie? John Travolta was SMOKIN' and I totally had the hots for him. Ahhh... *swoon*

Those 80's movies were the best, eh? (Well, not as great as a certain 1930's movie, but we don't need to discuss that now) I have so many 80's movies that I hold dear to my heart:

48 HRS.
Ferris Bueller's Day Off
An Officer and a Gentleman
Dirty Dancing
Beverly Hills Cop

I could go on and on and on.

But what I *really* want is for you to comment and tell me what your favorite 80's movie is. Why am I asking? For purely selfish reasons. The most comments I have ever received for any blog post was 15. I know I have many lurkers out there that read, then laugh/cry/puke or gag...then promptly google something more interesting to read without ever leaving a comment **cough-cough-Linda-cough-cough**. How do I know this? From emails with little tidbits being quoted directly from my blog. Did you know you don't even have to have a blogger account? You can just leave an anon comment and type your name in the body of the message. Yes. It's that simple.

I'm sad and pathetic with my woe-is-me-please-comment-if-you-love-me post. Sad. And pathetic. And it's gonna get even sadder and even more pathetic.

I'm about to bribe you for a comment.

I know I can top 15 comments. I think. Maybe. Probably if y'all can just show me the love. And if you do leave a comment, your name will be entered in to a drawing for a $20 Starbucks Gift Card. If you don't drink Starbucks, I would be willing to bet you know someone who does and what a lovely Christmas Gift that would make! I'm all about re-gifting, people.

So tell me.....what's your favorite 80's movie? Leave a comment by midnight Pacific Daylight Time on Thursday and I'll throw your name in the drawing.

Good Luck!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Happy Election Day!!

Get out there and let your voice be heard!!


Monday, November 3, 2008


I used to get all kinds of "fun" SPAM in my email. Everything from making millions at home to enlarging *cough-cough* body parts. When REALLY bored I would sometimes amuse myself by reading things and dreaming of what I might do with all those millions. No, I did not dream about the *cough-cough* body parts. This blog is PG-13 rated, people. Get your minds out of the gutter.

But now? Now my SPAM is totally useless and provides absolutely ZERO entertainment value. Here is an example of something I received recently:

Кузовной ремонт автомобилей, покраска, аэрография.(495) 646-0571

Seriously? My uni-lingual brain doesn't even know which language to convert that from so I *can* read it. And is it even worth taking the time to do that? It could be very disgusting. But it could be very entertaining. Even more importantly, it could be someone trying to send me $600,000 bucks and I will miss out because I don't understand a thing this says. I guess I could call the phone number on it. That might be even scarier.


Foreign SPAM.

I miss my English SPAM. Where has it gone?

Sunday, November 2, 2008

In honor of my love of all things OZ

and the appropriate timing of this, enjoy!!

Saturday, November 1, 2008

What to blog. What to blog.


The title of my blog pretty much says everything about the blog itself. I ramble in my blog as much as I ramble in real life. I chitter-chatter a lot about nothing much of the time.


Let me define my "drama". I do not create drama with the zest of a preteen/teen girl. Or, let's be fair, a preteen/teen boy. I have two sons and they have created as much (if not more at times) as my daughter. But unlike them, I like to create drama out of things that otherwise seem boring and insignificant. It's the easiest way to fill a page with nonsense, after all. And I'm all about nonsense.

Let's recap some of my previous posts, by subject:

Pretty shoes
Mythical Maids
Foreign Languages (lol!)
My hatred for over powered money-sucking corporations
Complete Nonsense

Seriously answer this question: Could you have slept not knowing all of that information? No? Then you are going to be super excited by this news!!!

In keeping with my blog theme of insignificant ramblings...and further confirming the need for me to be housed in a looney bin...I've set a goal to post every single day for the entire month of November.


Are you this excited?


Or this excited?


Or THIS excited?




I'm going to go out on a limb and say combine all of them and THAT is how excited you are!!

Stay tuned...daily excitement to come!
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